In the distant 2003 year, at a lesson of land studies, we were asked to write a short story about how our city will look like in the 21st century. Almost all classmates in paintings described a prosperous city of the future. I, being impressed by the newly released third Terminator, wrote a story in a post-apocalyptic spirit, where poverty and destruction reigned in the city.

In the end, I was called to a school psychologist and told that I shouldn’t think so.